Remember [New] in a second! When Sharlayan and Stellagosa noticed something was wrong, Onyxia, who was at the scene of Blackwing Lair, also sensed the danger.

Onyxia has practiced both earth elements and shadow spells, and shadow spells are originally biased towards the spiritual system, which makes Onyxia more sensitive to illusions that act on the spirit.

The two brothers and sisters of the Black Dragon Royal Family come from the same source, and Nefarian's strength attributes are exactly the same as Onyxia's, but because of personal habits, the fighting styles of the two are slightly different.

With the Blade of the Dark Empire as a "staff" to assist in casting spells, Onyxia maintains a delicate balance between physics and magic, and does not favor either side.

In contrast, Nefarian is undoubtedly an outlier among the black dragons who are good at using their physical advantages.

Compared with brute force, he prefers weaving spells, using the illusion developed by studying shadow spells to play with the enemy in the palm of his hand.

Even Onyxia admits that her brother has been very mean on many occasions.

After turning around the same place twice, Onyxia keenly realized that she and Valeera were unknowingly affected by the illusion, and fell into a strange circle like a ghost hitting a wall.

Onyxia realized on the spot that this must be Nefarian's handwriting.

Onyxia, who was hiding in Valeera's shadow, calmly tried to decipher the illusion in reverse.

In order to avoid arousing Nefarian's vigilance and further strengthen the existing illusion, she deliberately let Valeera continue to move forward as if she didn't know anything.

"Oh~"

In the phantom realm that Valeera and Onyxia couldn't see, the goblin engineers, black dragonmen, and dragon beasts that should have existed here were no longer visible.

A middle-aged human man in black and red battle armor stood on a high place without saying a word, watching Valeera rushing left and right in the illusion like a headless fly, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth .

"Is that all?"

"I thought that the Deep Shadow Squad, which has stirred up the situation in Azeroth for the past few years, would be different from ordinary mortals, but that's all. It really failed my expectations."

The human man beckoned with a bored face, and more than a dozen dragon beasts over 5 meters tall fell into the illusion one after another.

Looking at the scorching canyon that is still shrouded in smoke through the open high-rise structure, the man's eyes are a little empty.

"Sharlayan Deep Shadow, you should probably be aware of the crisis on your teammate's side, right?"

"I want to see what kind of person can win the heart of the always proud Onyxia."

…

The Blackstone Tower is a towering tower built on the back of the Blackstone Mountain.

When the Dark Iron dwarves first built it, there were no windows on the outside of the tower.

In order to make it easier for the black dragon to fly in and out freely, after the black dragon headed by Nefarian took over the giant tower, some modifications were made to the upper level of the Blackstone Tower...the so-called Blackwing Lair.

The throne hall where Nefarian is located is a completely open design, and from here you can see most of the scorching canyon.

A dozen drakes have been circling and patrolling the skies above Blackrock Spire, making sure that no enemy can use the open window to surprise Nefarian.

But Sharlayan knew that this empty throne room was just a trap deliberately thrown out to attract attention.

Once the black dragons in the Black Wing Lair discover that foreign enemies have invaded, they will immediately activate the trap, release all the experimental dragon beasts ambushing in the dark of the throne hall, and surround and kill the enemies on the spot.

The real core area of ​​Blackwing Lair is not in the Blackrock Tower, but the Blackwing Blood Ring on a higher mountaintop, where Nefarian's most important private laboratory is located.

It was with this in mind that after realizing that Valeera and Onyxia were in crisis, Sharlayan decided to take the risk of sneaking into the Blackwing Lair from the open throne hall.

Sharlayan and Stellagosa, who were still climbing the mountain slowly before, changed their original plan.

Sharlayan transformed into a snow-white griffin, carrying Stellagosa across the hollow lava area of ​​Blackrock Mountain, ignoring the sparse Blackrock orcs below, and rushed out from the gate of Blackrock Mountain at an accelerated speed.

After returning to the open area of ​​the scorching canyon, Sharlayan's wings flapped downwards, and quickly raised its height, sticking to the mountain to avoid the patrol route and monitoring sight of the black dragon young dragon above.

When approaching the height of the throne hall, Sharlayan suddenly stopped advancing and suspended in mid-air, using the cover of the mountain to block the eyes of the black dragon patrol team high in the sky.

"Stella."

"Got it, wait a minute."

Stellagosa knowingly blessed the two with invisibility.

In order not to let this fragile phase spell break, Sharlayan slowed down his action and continued to approach the throne hall cautiously.

Just when he landed on the platform and changed back into a human form, and was about to locate the coordinates of Valeera and Onyxia again, Sharlayan, who looked around, suddenly froze.

"Uh~ it can't be such a coincidence, can it?"

Nefarian is obsessed with genetic modification experiments, and in most cases will not come to this throne hall full of traps.

However, at this time, a human male with black hair and black eyes was sitting on the throne in the hall, staring at the distant sky with empty eyes.

Sharlayan could recognize at a glance that this middle-aged man with a mustache was the mortal form of Nefarian.

Fortunately, Nefarian, who was in a state of distraction, did not notice Sarlayan and Stellagosa who were shrouded in invisibility.

After Stellagosa learned of the identity of this human man from Sarlayan, a drop of cold sweat unconsciously flowed from his forehead.

"Sharlayan, what should we do next? Bypass him and go deep into the Blackwing Lair?"

"Hmm..." Sharlayan stood motionless and pondered for a moment: "Let's go! But be careful, it's not a joke once you reveal your whereabouts."

In terms of combat effectiveness, Onyxia is far from being an opponent of Nefarian who was born hundreds of years earlier than him.

What's more, this is the enemy's home field, as long as Nefarian gives an order, he can recruit a large number of subordinates. If unfortunately he is trapped in the Blackwing Lair, even if Sunderland rushes over, he may not be able to recover.

Just as the two of them were tiptoeing around the dazed Nefarian and going to the lower floor, a robust adult black dragon suddenly fell from the sky and landed steadily on the square in front of Nefarian's throne.

Seeing that Nefarian came back to his senses, Salayan and Stellagosa could only stop temporarily.

The adult black dragon did not change into a human form, and reported to Nefarian with a loud voice: "Nefarian, bad news is coming, we must plan early."

"There are more and more clansmen returning to the Obsidian Holy Land to attach themselves to the false crown prince. I estimate that they will raise enough people within the year at the latest to launch an attack on us."

Nefarian's eyes flashed, and he still asked calmly: "Is that so... I will think about it. Is there any news from my father?"

The adult black dragon shook its huge dragon head: "No, Lord Dragon King's new armor has not been completed yet, and with the subsequent installation, it should continue to lie dormant for 3-5 years."

"In order to resist the stone mother Serazane's increasingly powerful driving, the Dragon King cannot spare manpower to help us. In the next few years, we can only rely on ourselves."

Nefarian rubbed the center of his brows with a headache: "Twilight Dragon... Finally, Colorful Dragon has made some achievements, but at this time, he ordered the complete abolition of the Colorful Dragon Project, and turned to study Twilight Dragon... Tsk!"

Sharlayan, who was hiding in the dark and listening, moved his eyes slightly.

It can be seen from Nefarian's attitude that he is not interested in Deathwing's latest order, and does not want to interrupt the colorful dragon project that he has been studying for many years.

The adult black dragon who came to report the news was obviously Nefarian's confidant. He said with a wry smile: "No way, this is your father's personal order after all, and the Twilight dragon experiment must be on the agenda."

Nefarian nodded irritably: "I know, but... I plan to try double-opening~lightnovelpub.net~ to study the colorful dragon and the twilight dragon at the same time, maybe the two experiments can provide inspiration for each other Woolen cloth."

"Bartos, how is your progress in recruiting goblin biologists for me? Can you support two experiments?"

The black dragon known as Baltos shook his head regretfully: "Goblins are a profit-seeking race after all. They are more willing to go to sea to make money than to study those unprofitable side projects."

The goblin's hometown is located in the Kezan Islands in the middle of the sea, and Kalimdor and the Eastern Kingdoms can only be accessed by boat.

Going to the sea to make money is a common saying among goblins, which means doing sea trade business, selling special products between the two continents to earn the price difference.

Nefarian said with a wry smile: "Okay, step up the recruitment, it doesn't matter if you give more money."

"Other races are unlikely to assist us in researching human experiments, and right now we can only focus on places that even our mother can sell for money... huh?"

Halfway through the speech, Nefarian's complexion changed subtly, and his eyes became playful.

"Oh? Did you break free? As expected of my sister, she's pretty efficient."